I will admit it did take its toll on me. I started to have skipped heartbeats and heart pounding way too hard for my taste, sending me to our doctor who then stated I was doing way too much. I got the "You're doing way to much, you Fool!" speech from the doctor and I knew she was right. She then told the DH that, for this year at least, no shoveling, plowing, etc. for either one of us. When I mentioned the tractor was down as well as the Hired-Hand-With-Benefits she just said, "Good! Now you'll have to find someone to plow you out!" If there is one person I don't want to piss-off it's our family Dr. :)
So, we hired people...
I don't think we'll see the BBQ or Smoker until Spring. And that pile on the back deck was before we had guys come to shovel off the roof!
Bringing in the Big One out into the pasture so I can get feed in to the sheep. I had enough feed to get through the storms, but for some reason the sheep insisted I continue to feed them. Funny that. :) Can you say "Reseeding the pasture"?
The girls on an outing from the barn. They don't like it that they are standing on two feet of compacted snow. And they want to go back in. Silly girls! Get some sunshine while you can!
Tucco, the Mule. Tucco is boarding at our neighbor's place and has taken to hang out near the Boys pen for company as he's by himself.
Now that the snows have subsided and the weather is turning nicer so we have mudpools and muck everywhere, it's time to prep for my DH's surgery this next week. I've loaded the barn with hay and feed, there's another cord of wood out back, and the walks are clear. I feel better about not having to worry about those things as well as my DH. I guess there's only one thing to worry about now...
...how the heck am I supposed to have him around the house for 6 to 8 weeks, recovering and keep my sanity? ;-)